A Decandant Way to Celebrate a Decade

Hermione smiled as she watched Lucius prepare her drink. She was mesmerised by the movement of Lucius’ arse in his leather trousers, she giggled as she realised Lucius had deliberately decided to wear them this evening.



Severus groaned as Hermione shifted against his groin, “Patience, my sweet,” he whispered. “There is a whole weekend waiting for us to explore.” Hermione sighed as Severus removed his hand from her waist and moved slowly, tantalisingly down towards her groin whilst pulling her tighter against him. Using his free hand he swiped the gentle curls from her neck exposing pale skin. He tenderly nibbled the exposed skin causing Hermione to groan appreciatively.



“I think you’ll enjoy this, my dear,” Lucius purred as he proffered the martini glass. “Has our wife been behaving herself?”



“Not as such,” Severus murmured, as he removed his hand to take the proffered glass. “In fact, it seems as a result of watching our earlier display, our wife is incredibly licentious. She could barely divert her eyes from your arse as you prepared her drink.”



Lucius grinned; his cock hardening at the thought of what the evening and the remaining weekend would offer.



Severus expertly manoeuvred himself and Hermione until he was once more seated on the sofa, with Hermione on his lap. Slowly he raised the glass to her lips; reflexively Hermione sipped the liquor groaning as the sweet and sour liquid passed over her tongue.



Lucius’ eyes lit up as he watched a small amount of the drink as it dribbled down her chin. “You seem to have a small drinking problem,” Lucius purred as he sat beside Severus. Leaning in, Lucius kissed Hermione’s lips before laving the spilt liquor from her chin. Hermione groaned as Lucius trailed his tongue from her chin, down her neck to its juncture with her shoulders. Groaning at Lucius’ combined kisses and laving, Hermione shifted in Severus’ lap.



“My, my Madam Snape we are behaving wickedly this evening?” Lucius growled.



“What more do you expect? You have arse-tight leather trousers on, and my husband is in charcoal grey trousers with a slightly unbuttoned dress shirt.”



Grinning wickedly Lucius slipped from the sofa to kneel before his lovers. “I must admit,” he purred. “The pair of you looks scrumptious.” Releasing Hermione’s feet from the patent black stilettos he placed butterfly kisses upon her ankles, “as much as I love the mix of pleasure and pain, Madam Snape, I think we can wait for that until later tonight.”



Without instruction, Severus turned Hermione around so that she could lie against his firm, broad chest. He spread his legs slightly causing Hermione to widen the gap between her thighs, giving Lucius a mesmerising vista to gaze upon.



“You really are quite the temptress, Madam Snape. Didn’t you mother instruct you when you were younger that a lady should always wear undergarments in polite company?”



Hermione giggled apprehensively, “Do tell me when the polite company will be arriving, Mr Malfoy. I was led to believe that this was a private celebration.”



With that Severus drew the satin material of her dress up her thighs, exposing more flesh to Lucius’ hungry eyes. “I think Madam Snape needs to be taught what happens to ladies who tease their lovers’, Mr Malfoy.”

Lucius’ hands slid over Hermione’s calves. Stooping he began to kiss gently from her knees up her thighs, bestowing equal attention to each leg. He gave Hermione a hungry grin as he felt her body tremble. Smirking, he gently blew against her exposed folds.



“Please,” Hermione whimpered as she arched her back. As the sensation the warm breath caused dissipated she reached both arms up behind her husband’s neck and entwined her fingers with his sleek black hair, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the normally stoic man as she rolled her hips backwards into his groin.



Lucius growled at her wanton display. Staring intently into Hermione’s eyes his fingers lazily traced the lacy top of her stockings before ghosting across her slightly rounded abdomen. Sliding his fingers once more along the inner skin of her thighs he paused before touching the outer folds of her most intimate lips.



Stopping for a second, as though seeking permission, Lucius’ hungry eyes appraise his lovers



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“Please, Lucius... I want you,” Hermione whimpered longingly.



Teasingly, he ghosted his fingers across her again, not quite penetrating to the slick haven beneath, ending with a gentle brush against her clit.



Without looking away from her, he spread her folds. Severus murmured unintelligible words into Hermione’s ear causing her to whimper. Slowly, seductively, sensually Lucius placed a firm yet gentle kiss upon the sensitive skin at her opening before moving towards her clit. His soft lips and warm breath did little to quench her growing need for release. Bucking her hips once more, Hermione desperately tried to entice her lover to move more quickly.



It wasn’t the first time that Severus had held Hermione whilst Lucius worshipped her body but, and the sight of the blond between his wife’s thighs never failed to turn him on. Lazily he trailed his hands from her waist upwards towards the generous swell of her ample breast. Teasingly he slipped his right hand down the front of her dress to cup her left breast, before slipping beneath the cup of her corset to tease her pert nipple.



“Yes,” Hermione mewled. “Lucius... Please I need more!”



With that Lucius descended with fervour, flicking his tongue over her swollen clit whilst his thumbs skimmed across her opening before slowly entering her. Moaning loudly Hermione arched her back.



Lucius relentlessly savoured her taste. Smirking slightly as another moan ripped from her body, he slowly slid a single finger inside her, brushing against her inner wall. His lone finger was quickly joined by a second. He slowly started to move in and out as he swirled and swiped his tongue around and over his lover’s clit, building his pace, as he felt her twitch around his fingers.



Removing his mouth from her Lucius continued to move his fingers within his lover whilst Severus nibbled at her earlobe and teased her nipple. “Oh, Hermione that’s it, my sweet. Come for me. You have no idea what you do to me.” Moving his free hand from Severus’ left knee Lucius palmed his erection and groaned as Hermione bucked against his hand.



“Merlin...” Hermione screamed her completion as Severus bit the exposed skin of her neck and bucked upwards against her. Boneless and panting she fell back against her husband’s firm chest.



“Witch, you are amazing,” Severus whispered soothingly as he continued to tease her nipple.



SS/HG/LM



Slowly, Lucius rose from his knees. With his face barely an inch from Hermione, his grey eyes dark with desire, he leaned in and kissed Hermione soundly upon her lips. Hermione whimpered, as she tasted just a hint of herself.

Lucius stood up and raised an eyebrow when Hermione followed him to her feet.



“I think it’s about time you had some fun,” Hermione purred as she trailed her fingers over his firm chest. Smiling wickedly, she began to undo the buttons of his shirt; nibbling and kissing each section of his torso. Removing the shirt from his body she sighed in appreciation as she looked at his naked chest.



“Bloody hell,” she moaned as she bent down, licking one of his nipples, hearing the sharp intake of breath. She did it again and was surprised when he hissed her name.



“Hermione, please...”



“Perhaps, now is the time to take this somewhere else,” Severus muttered, as he watched his two lovers.



“Mmmm, that sounds perfect, husband of mine,” Hermione giggled as she trailed her nails over Lucius’ nipples.



“Hermione...” he hissed.



SS/HG/LM



The bedroom was warm and inviting; lit softly by the sandalwood candles. Severus seated himself in the comfortable chair by the sumptuous four-poster bed.



Hermione winked at Lucius, “Come here lover, it’s time for you to have some fun.”



Raising his eyebrows, Lucius joined Hermione by the bed. “Just what do you have in mind?”



“Oh, I’m sure you will enjoy every last minute of what I have in mind,” she whispered tantalisingly in his left ear.



“Indeed, Madam Snape I have no doubt you can show me some fun, but what about your dear husband?”



“You know as well as I do that Severus enjoys to watch as much as take part. Now, strip Mr Malfoy, or do I have to do it for you?”



“Well, I wouldn’t object to a bit of help,” he purred.



“I thought you might say that,” Hermione purred as she removed his shirt from his shoulders.



“I wouldn’t want to disappoint you, Madam Snape.”



Hermione giggled as she set about undoing Lucius’ leather trousers. “Now, how about I undo these trousers which are far too... confining?”



Kneeling before her lover she took the head of the zip between her teeth and slowly, carefully lowered it. Placing her thumbs inside the waistband of the trousers she lowered them, moaning in appreciation when his cock sprang forth. Smiling wickedly she placed a kiss on the glistening head, before swallowing his length.



“Merlin... Hermione, I won’t last...” Lucius mumbled as he entwined his fingers within her soft curls.



With a wicked glint in her eyes Hermione moaned as her throat vibrated deliciously around Lucius’ cock. “Hermione... keep that up and I’ll spend down that luscious throat of yours.”



Stepping back, Lucius moaned when his cock left the warmth of Hermione’s mouth. “Come here,” Lucius growled as he helped Hermione to her feet. Taking her into his arms he placed a kiss on her lips and turned her around. “I think Madam Snape would like to be taken from behind. What say you Severus?”



Severus sat lazily stroking his length, “I think that is a most excellent idea, Mr Malfoy. Madam Snape has been quite the tease this evening.”



Hermione gasped as she felt Lucius’ hands draw the satin of her skirt up to her hips. With a gentle push Lucius encouraged Hermione to grasp one of corner posts of the bed.



“That’s it my sweet, you look positively divine like that,” he purred seductively in her ear. “You just need to step back a bit... that’s it perfect.” Lucius caressed Hermione’s lush pert bottom. “Now how about spreading those lovely legs for me?”



Hermione felt her desire wind tighter in the pit of her belly; she loved it when Lucius gave her instructions. Spreading her legs slightly she turned her head slightly so she could see Lucius over her shoulder she purred “will this suffice, Master?” as she wiggled her hips.



“Merlin, witch...” Lucius groaned as he trailed his fingers along her stocking tops. Gently he pushed Hermione’s feet further apart. “Perfect.”



Taking his erection in his hand Lucius rubbed himself along the cleft of her arse teasing her tight hole. “Mmm, you know how much I love to screw you here don’t you? Alas, not tonight, we’ll leave that for later.”

Hermione could only groan, her desire was wound so tight that coherent thought evaded her.



SS/HG/LM



Severus sat in the armchair slowly stroking his erection never once taking his eyes from his two lovers. It wasn’t just Hermione who loved Lucius taking control, Severus loved to watch Lucius and Hermione together almost as much as he loved fucking his wife.



As Lucius spread Hermione’s feet some more providing Severus with the perfect vista to stare upon, he twisted his fist at the head of his erection whilst his other hand moved to cup his sac.



SS/HG/LM



“Are you ready, love?” Lucius whispered as he positioned himself at her slick opening.



“Please... Lucius Stop teasing,” her breath hitched as Lucius pushed inside her.



“So tight... you feel so good around me, Hermione.”



“Goddess, Lucius, you feel so... ahhhh”



“Yes, witch, moan for me,” Lucius panted as he felt Hermione twitch around him. “Keep doing that,” he groaned, “and this won’t last long.”



Lucius withdrew, earning a strangled moan from Hermione. “Hush, love, I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered as he slowly entered her once more earning another whimper as the head of his erection brushed against that spot.



Placing his hands firmly on her rounded hips, Lucius began to move rapidly within Hermione encouraging each moan. “That’s it Hermione, come for me, I want to feel you climax.”



“So good, so close...”



Lucius continued to move within Hermione; both ignoring Severus as he fisted himself.

Hermione whimpered as Lucius tightened his hold on her hips, and started to thrust in and out of her with a feral need. She cried out as her orgasm exploded, waves rippled through her as she melted. Every muscle in her body gave in to the sensations that swept through her. Lucius quickened the pace once more as his own need for release built. With a strangled moan, he lost himself to the sensations pulsing through his body as he dissolved with his own completion.



SS/HG/LM



Severus matched his thrusts into his fist with those of his lovers whilst imagining that he was buried within his wife. Feeling his completion drawing closer, Severus thrust harder into his tightened fist and moaned gloriously as his completion washed through him, coming over his hand shortly after Lucius.



Lucius withdrew from Hermione once her post-orgasm tremors ceased. She whimpered as he withdrew and slumped to her knees.



“Damn, Lucius that was magnificent.”



“I aim to please.”



“Gods you two were amazing,” Severus murmured as he continued to fist himself.



Hermione turned to look at Severus; grinning wickedly she stood up and walked across to her husband. Hermione took his hand in her own, and kneeling before him, she took his little finger into her mouth sucking his come from the digit before adding the next one. Severus was temporarily paralysed by his wife’s wanton display. A smile played across his lips as he lent forward to kiss her. Mouths combined to clean figures.



“Damn, you are a truly wicked witch, Hermione,” Lucius whimpered as he got into bed. “Are you two going to join me?”



Rising from the chair, Severus accompanied Hermione to the bed. Placing a kiss on her lips again Severus removed the dress from his wife and gasped as he looked at her decadent lace corset.



“Ahhh, now we know what you bought whilst you were with Mrs Potter. Tell me, my little nymph, did Mrs Potter purchase a similar item, or is this little ensemble too risqué for the Potter’s?”



“Severus, you are wicked. You know only too well that what women discuss stays private,” she whispered before joining Lucius.



Severus quickly discarded his clothing and joined Hermione and Lucius extinguishing the candles with a wordless wandless spell. The sated trio soon fell asleep.